Tonight I was looking through some photographs on a laptop I don’t use regularly. So, there are photos from the last few years, separated by days/weeks/months between downloads. It gives a compressed sense of time.
I rarely download onto this machine except when I’m travelling. So, there are photos from various trips, some of which I can no longer identify. Like this building. I don’t know where this was taken. But, I am certain I loved the lines of the windows.
In some cases I have a faint memory of taking the photo, but I can’t place where I was at the time. It makes me wonder what else I’ve forgotten.